Fucking signal boost this shit
This is one of the most horrific things happening in the world and yet I can’t seem to find out any news about it.
Ambulances are being shot by tanks. Doctors, civilians, children playing on the beach and everyone else are all being killed.
i’m sorry i didn’t reblog about this earlier, all of what is happening is so horrible so…
i don’t have words.
They call us now.
Before they drop the bombs.
The phone rings
and someone who knows my first name
calls and says in perfect Arabic
“This is David.”
And in my stupor of sonic booms and glass shattering symphonies
still smashing around in my head
I think “Do I know any Davids in Gaza?”
They call us now to say
You have 58 seconds from the end of this message.
Your house is next.
They think of it as some kind of war time courtesy.
It doesn’t matter that
there is nowhere to run to.
It means nothing that the borders are closed
and your papers are worthless
and mark you only for a life sentence
in this prison by the sea
and the alleyways are narrow
and there are more human lives
packed one against the other
more than any other place on earth
We aren’t trying to kill you.
It doesn’t matter that
you can’t call us back to tell us
the people we claim to want aren’t in your house
that there’s no one here
except you and your children
who were cheering for Argentina
sharing the last loaf of bread for this week
counting candles left in case the power goes out.
It doesn’t matter that you have children.
You live in the wrong place
and now is your chance to run
It doesn’t matter
that 58 seconds isn’t long enough
to find your wedding album
or your son’s favorite blanket
or your daughter’s almost completed college application
or your shoes
or to gather everyone in the house.
It doesn’t matter what you had planned.
It doesn’t matter who you are
Prove you’re human.
Prove you stand on two legs.
Running Orders by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha
i will literally reblog this every time i see it
I think this is the third or fourth time?
I quote this all the time (with hand moments)
So I was wondering if anyone else was aware of this but if you hold ”Z” + “C” (“alt” + “C” for mac) this comes up so you can literally post something while you’re in the middle of your dash and you won’t have to open a new tab or go back to the top.
((credit goes to the 3 year old who thought it would be funny to hit my keyboard while she watching me scroll through tumblr))
Holy cow tumblr developers did something actually useful
^and failed to mention it to their users, rendering it useless until accidentally discovered by a toddler
Backstopping is by nature a form of back-up support. It’s a tricky balance of recognizing that a potential crisis is arising and then giving me a chance to deal with it before stepping in to help or offer support.
Sometimes it requires reading between the lines and guesswork. But sometimes it’s as simple as him saying, “hey, wouldn’t you be more comfortable if you sat on that side of the table” because he’s noticed that I’m about to sit down facing the restaurant’s chaotic open kitchen. And sometimes it’s about being ready to offer support, just in case.
My daughter reminded of the importance of this a few weeks ago. While we were out shopping, someone asked me an unexpected question and I floundered around a bit before finally blurting out an answer. Jess watched quietly and after the person left, I expressed my distress at struggling so much to find the word I was looking for.
She casually said, “Don’t worry, I was ready with it if you really couldn’t get it.”
That was perfect. It made me feel like she respected my competence and was patient enough to let me get to the answer on my own if I could. But she was also ready to support me if I couldn’t.
The beauty of backstopping is that it’s unobtrusive and supportive without being smothering or invasive. It makes me feel like the people around me care for me without having to act as caretakers. read more
So often I’m either left floundering or steered out of situations before I’ve had an honest chance.
Workout buddies come in all sizes.
he looks a little worried
“fuc- it’s getting faster-runrunrunrunrunshitshitshitshitshit”
British researchers have created the ‘new black’ of the science world - and it is being dubbed super black.
The material absorbs all but 0.035 per cent of light, a new world record, and is so dark the human eye struggles to discern its shape and dimension, giving the appearance of a black hole.
Named Vantablack, or super black, it also conducts heat seven and half times more effectively than copper, and is ten times stronger than steel.
It is created by Surrey NanoSystems using carbon nanotubes, which are 10,000 thinner than human hair and so miniscule that light cannot get in but can pass into the gaps in between.
the new goth? :D
The Beauty Of Wat Rong Khun Temple
Wat Rong Khun temple is unique in that it was built entirely in white with reflection triggering of luminous glass mosaic mirrors embedded in the white plaster. The temple is an idea Mr Chalermchai Kositpipat, one of Thailand’s most famous artists, who wanted to build a temple all in white to signify the purity of the Buddha. It’s a Buddhist temple located in Northern Thailand just outside the city of Chiang Rai. The artist continues to puts his religious beliefs and his desire to enrich Buddhism in Thailand into the design of contemporary art. Construction of the White Temple is Khun Chalemchai master work, which he described as an offering to the Buddha and his beloved country
This temple designed by the architect in 1997 by the former a former painter, Chalermchai Kositpipat, stunning temples are such that with a combination of traditional Thai architecture and surrealism or fantasy
It’s worked for white people, I figured I might as well give it a shot.
GET THIS GUY TO DISNEY WORLD DAMN IT
I want you to go man!
if this was a white girl this would have had the notes 3 weeks ago
People are sending him racist messages telling him it’s not gonna happen and he doesn’t belong in Disney World over this post. So we’re gonna reblog it even more.
I WILL REBLOG THIS EVERY TIME IT SHOWS UP ON MY DASH.
soon, friend. soon
LOOK HOW CLOSE YOU ARE OMG
Encyclopedia Fuckme and The Case of the Vanishing Entree was one of the first Twine games I ever played. It’s a relatively simple game: the player takes on the role of the titular character and, by making a series of choices throughout the narrative, attempts to avoid becoming her ravenous date’s dinner. It’s funny, smart, hot — everything you probably don’t think of when you think about about videogames.
I grew up on games and choose-your-own-adventure stories, but I’d never played something like this before. It had never occurred to me that ‘BDSM lesbian cannibal pulp’ was a viable genre for a videogame.
I tried this out, because being eaten alive kind of is one of my fetishes. And it’s been a while since i’ve actually indulged that part of me. And you know what? The idea is still hot.
But, how to put it. A few years back i actually found myself a cannibal girlfriend. I’ve got a bunch of scars where she took bites out of me. I suspect (and a friend of mine who’s an actual expert on the subject agrees) that i would probably not be alive if i’d continued the relationship. So i was also a little apprehensive going into it.
But the game starts okay. I can’t quite identify with the protagonist (see the apprehension above) but you know, it’s a fantasy, so lets go with the flow. And it’s BDSM, we’re already in the relationship, so i assume there’s been some talk about boundaries and limits and all, and all our reactions (the choices we are given) are enthusiastic, so we’ve got consent, so we’re cool to indulge, yes?
Until we do get to a point where consent isn’t presupposed. At least in my playthrough i got a point where “hey, we haven’t talked about knives”! And suddenly it was no longer a safe little fantasy for me.
Suddenly it was hitting really deep. Like, scared for my live deep. And i really really wish i’d found a way out of the game.
I dunno where I’m really going with this post. I reckon there’s been some emotional growth in the last years. A lot more practical experience of what consent actually means. Probably a bit of trauma too. And i guess here in this game a relatively safe way to explore these changes.